Friday, May 4, 2007
last post for a while...
this may be my last post for a while as school is almost over and my fast internet connection will be history tomorrow and i am not patient enough to brave my parents' dial-up very often... on the upside though i now no longer have to deal with my belligerent and often drunken roommate and never will have to do so ever again! yay! freedom!
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Cel-A-Brate-good-times---c'mon!
Perhaps everyone should just keep posting notes here, run the record up.
You mean until she gets back at the end of the summer?
Sweeeeeeeeeeet. I wonder when blogspot cuts off the comment thread.....
Who can tell?
Only one way to find out. . .
:)
Well, how was YOUR day?
Well so far fine. I was, though, interested to learn from a replay of The Daily Show that apparently the gates of Hell are in South Jersey. I guess not really surprised, so much. . .
:)
So- i have an observation. CGB has BECOME the Elusive Buck. Ya know, from the sculpture pic over there? She's here one day, then gone the next.
It's very deep and philosophical.
And coffee doesn't seem to offset the whole 2 hours of sleep thing the way it used to in college.
I thought they were going to open the Gates of Hell in Dogma-oh, wait, that was something else. But still Jersey. Because Jersey's kind of a hole. Except where the people don't live, that part's kinda nice.
At first I thought you were going to make some relatively distastful hunting allusion. . .
And aren't the nice parts always where people don't live?
Yeah- except when you go and live there, people tend to follow, and it mucks everything up.
I need an island. Or maybe an inaccessible mountain fortress with internet.
Naw-I can't hunt my sister! That's strange. Maybe when we were all younger and still hated with a deep burning passion, but everyone's kind of turning out to be fun to hang out with.
Weird.
A fortress of solitude say?
And people don't always follow, for instance a certain aformentioned Romanian dictator/folk hero/monarch had a fairly effective way of making "No Trespassing" signs.
Those stink after a few days though, and you put up enough of them and then no one wants to come by and clean up.
Granted, Transylvania is lovely country from what I've seen. Might be worth impaling a few people to get everybody else to leave you alone there.
Ever read "Bridge over the Drina"? It's got a scene where they describe an actual impaling. They tried to do it so you would stay alive as long a possible.
speaking of which-witty's pics seem to both be from horror films.
Well, sure there's some hygiene issues, but that's what ravens are for, and I happen to like ravens.
Those do both look a little American Werewolf in London. . .
And I don't think I've read that one. I did read some (can't remember the name) vampire book that used Vlad in the historical sense (vampires weren't supernatural so much, as just people with a separate organ which created a biological drive for blood as well as a certain lack of morals. . .). And of course it's got to take awhile, otherwise they won't learn nothin'. :)
You guys are just jealous because I have the Best Sunset View Ever!
We did not contradict the excellentness of your sunset. We are merely exploring the fact that Vladdy over there in Romania would find such a beautiful and dramatic sunset to be a wonderful background for his nightly virgin-hunting activities.
I'm just saying...
I might contradict the best sunset ever, but apparently you can't post pictures in the comment portion.
I wonder. What's the license fee run these days for virgin hunting? Do you have to register them? What's the technical term for a successful hunt? For instance, does one "bag" a virgin?
So many questions.
Hmmm....perhaps you could refer to it as a 'bag and tag', since clearly the girls get 'bagged' ;D and then he certainly leaves a 'tag' on them for record-keeping and tracking purposes.
I imagine the fees are rather high, but you can probably ask the next suave one-night-stand-Jack you meet in a bar. I'm sure they can tell you. Double points if said greasy woman-chaser has an East-Euro accent.
The fee may cover the attendant costs involved in the upkeep of any virgins that get 'knocked-up' during the bagging process, as well as regular doctor visits to check for rabies and other communicable diseases one can contract from dealing with wild animals.
CGB's head is going to POP when she sees this. I may hear it from several states away when it happens.
Rockin'
How did you know I had an East-Euro accent?
Wait. Damn. You weren't talking about me. Well, I guess that cat's out of the bag. (different bag than for the virgins. :) )
Or are you implying that the suave one-night-stand-jack might be hitting on me? Possible, I suppose, but very unlikely.
However I think the system should maybe be "Tag and Bag." I mean, there's no guarantee the tagging wouldn't happen before any bagging (I'm so going to hell for this) and could be shortened to "T&B" or more likely "T-bag."
(one window seat please.)
Not the best sunset - the best sunset VIEW! :)
PS - You guys need help
No, no, no grendel, I meant that the next time you see a guy like that in a bar or something, you can ask him. I figure you're far too classy to need a virgin hunting license. Besides, people are much more fun already broken in-you don't have to teach......as much.
Help, witty? I don't know if that would be sufficient. Super Thin Man is pretty good at keeping me in line, though :D
You just went there with the whole T-bag thing. Wow. WOW.
Where am I going and why am I in this handbasket?
Yeah. It was bad. I feel guilty. Well, not really, but if I could, that's what I'd feel like. :)
Okay. New topic? I'm writing my last paper-the one on the Poles. I'm not going to bed tonight until it's finished. And I have had about 2 hours of sleep in the last 40 hours. This should be an interesting paper. :P
Wouldn't it be great to not have to sleep? I'd always want to be able to, but I really resent having to.
Does one have to use small words in a paper about Poles? Like telling the jokes slowly if you're in a Polish bar? :)
ok, now to deviate away from this irrelavent conversation and to actually comment on the entry: let's talk about freedom. However, not from a drunken and belligerent roomate, but from a sullen, hermit roomate who never had the guts to express her concerns to said drunkard. Also, freedom from the lingering smell of beef stew or some other canned form of beef, freedom from the potato sack (which some might loosely define as a towell), freedom from the meep and last, but not least, freedom from you, mary.
Beef - You are not welcome here.
You are not welcome to decide what is and what is not an irrelevant comment.
And you are certainly not mature enough to take part in comments if you are using your free time to troll the internet searching for opportunities to anonymously complain about perceived insults.
Either you are paranoid or you have far too much time on your hands - perhaps both.
You might want to spend your free time on the Disney or Nickelodeon message boards, which would seem to be more at your level.
Lol. I wish I had the time to track down never to be seen room mates. . . Wait, I've never actually met most of you. . . D'oh!
Seriously man, get a life, although you are a bright ray of tragic comic amusement in an otherwise dismal world.
ok well just to clear things up, this is melissa. that comment from "beef" was not me. i am not that pathetic to sit around and search your facebook or your dumb blog. i could care less about you, or what you have to say about me. a few people from our suite got together and saw what you said, and decided to write that. i didn't know about what you wrote until they called me and told me what they commented. honestly i could care less, but i figured from what they told me it would seem like it was me when it was not, so i thought id let you know that it wasn't me. Obviously i was not the only one who had problems with you, but just because i was the only one who had to actually live with you thats how it seemed. now that they have brought it to my attention, i will say i do think its pathetic that you still have to talk about me online, but hey if that makes you feel better about yourself then go for it. personally, i think it's immature. i wasnt happy with our situation as roommates either but i did not write about it all over facebook and write journal entries about you, and sadly this is not the first time you've done it. i'm not quite sure what you mean by belligerent, cause i did not speak more than 20 words to you the entire year, and just because i drank maybe twice a week does not make me "an often drunk." sorry, i like to go out and have fun and sometimes that includes drinking. oh well. that does not make me a horrible person. just because you do not agree with it does not give you the right to judge me. so please, just stop talking about me online. i'm tired of people in our suite telling me about what you said to this person or that person, or what you said on your blog. the year is over, get over it, learn from it, and move on.
Oh look - another one who isn't welcome. Please go join "beef" over on the Nickelodeon boards.
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